Night Streets

[Seryna]

The night has flowed out as the shadows overtake the streets. In this area, a few streetlights flicker on. Shadows pool in the space between.
Kine are driven into vehicles or into buildings, the gentle patter of an unusual light rain appears.

Any Kindred may enter this scene.

[Otto Schneider]

The errant Priest calmly ran a hand through his rain-slicked hair and he strolled through the streets. He was going for a walk with no specific purpose in mind, a moment of leisure he hadn't had much time for recently. Sure, he'd find a meal if it was convenient, but the only real purpose was to collect his thoughts without the pressures of other Kindred bearing down around him.

Otto liked the rain. He'd had his fair share of overcast strolls through city streets in his lifetime, and he'd always found them oddly invigorating. Even though he no longer had a pulse, there was a certain serenity to be found in just walking through the rain without a care in the world. It helped that he no longer had to worry about catching a cold. It never hurt to get an up-close look at the Domain, either.

[Seryna]

The sound of the quiet night comes in short bursts. A car driving by, the occupants in lively discussion. The sounds of tires on the road. The weather is warm enough by most standards of US, although chilly by California standards. Bundled up, a woman in jewel tones paused by a streetlight. Interesting enough, she paused in the pool of darkness and not the light. She checks a display of a SAT phone. The woman glances around her, seeming to study the night. She will see Otto in a moment.

[Otto Schneider]

Otto turned, conscious of the fact that someone had drawn near to him without the Beast snarling in his mind. He blinked rapidly as blood pulsed through his dead veins to put on the pretense of life over his natural pallor. It was slightly easier to pretend he had just contended with some form of shock and that the color was only just returning to his face, though he was already thinking up lies to counter any potential questions. He managed to sight her fairly quickly, whoever she was. The Reverend thought she seemed faintly familiar but he was having a hard time getting a good look at the other figure as she stood in the dark.

"Evening." He greeted flatly, still a bit wary as to this newcomer's identity as they both stood out in the rain.

[Seryna]

The woman looks over to Otto and studies him with lively green eyes. She does not appear startled. She stands at 5'6", would appear to have an athletic build and her features were wholesome American good looks. Fair skin with light brown freckles and big, expressive eyes. The woman has dark brown hair worn down and beneath a jewel amethyst colored raincoat hood tonight.

"Evening," She responded in unaccented English. "Are you enjoying this rare weather that we are getting?" The woman asks.
"A friend asked me to meet him out here." She gestures with the unusual SAT phone.

"I have just moved to the city. He was saying there is some great night life."

[Otto Schneider]

Not a familiar face, then. The Priest mentally corrected himself, internally adjusting how he should address the stranger in light of the scant information he had. Otto ran a hand through his rain-slicked hair and gave a wan smile. "Yeah... lovely weather. At least it's not snowing." The mundanity of the small talk probably played a part, but the Ventrue found himself looking curiously at the woman's phone. It reminded him of the bulky cell phones from the 80s, but he didn't want to give away how out-of-touch he was with technological trends by asking what it was. So he ended up staring for a few seconds before clearing his throat.

"Yeah, there are some nice spots around town. Clubs, historic sites, bike tours, theaters, something for everyone." Though he had only been in town for about a year himself, he tried not to give it away. Otto rarely attended any of the city's diversion, and even then, it was almost always to feed. "I'm Thomas, by the way." He lied casually, reusing one of his biblical aliases. "What brings you to town?" He asked. The Priest scrutinized her expression, trying to gauge if the woman might be a potential source of Vitae.